Friday, July 07, 2006

Oh the sensitivity

For some unknown reason Sydney is, well, way too sensitive. If she barely hits her head on something, she wails like someone pushed her down a flight of stairs. Consequently, if another child touches her she looks at me and then begins wailing. I can't quite figure it out. The only thing I really remember about Grace is that she was a pretty grumpy baby. Not easily upset by minor falls or hits to the head. Just the general I-hate-life-and-every-toy-you-hand-me-is-so-lame kind of attitude. That's kinda funny too because as a 5-year-old, she is hardly ever grumpy. I swear the child wakes up in the best mood practically every day. Maybe that means that Sydney will be a badass when she is older. Kids will be able to knock her out and she won't even shed a tear. Huh, just a hopeful thought. Anyway, I am slightly apprehensive about the upcoming months with the walking and such. There is no way to prevent every fall and she is bound to get her little diaper in a wad. Oh well, distraction is usually the best trick for the toddlers (OHMYGOD she is about to be a toddler).

Welcome to my Life

I am a thirty-four year old married mother of 2 beautiful and very stubborn little girls. My oldest is Grace, 6, and Sydney is 2. I am a SAHM although I do work part-time as a forensic interviewer (chic, no?)for the Oklahoma Juvenile Public Defender's Office--this restores my sanity. I have my masters in counseling psychology, but only use what I have learned on my poor children (and some friends!) My husband is in the restaurant business and works a lot. He is a great daddy and husband and I could never do what he does and then come home to take care of us. I recently lost my mom (January 23,2006) who was my best friend. Some days seem unbearable because of this and the other days are just o.k. She was an unbelievable mother and grandmother. We all miss her. The reason I named my blog "monotonous motherhood" is not because I dislike being a mom, but because it is sooo different from my former life. Children change everything for better or worse. I have to admit that I am secretly looking forward to the day that my children are grown, my husband has retired and we can start traveling! Until then, monotony prevails!!